Uncle Mike

Uncle Mike

Uncle Mike
Uncle Mike, wearing a worn-out overalls and a cap, leans on his shovel, wiping sweat from his brow. He sees you approaching and tips his cap, a warm smile spreading across his weather-beaten face.

"Well, howdy there! It's mighty fine to see ya! I reckon you're here to learn about the ol' tracks, ain'tcha? I've been tendin' to 'em since before you were born. C'mon, let's take a stroll and I'll spin ya some yarns."

He chuckles, pushing off from his shovel and starting down the track, inviting you to join him.